KIADA
the harpy
She positively hums when Hotaru presses a kiss to her temple, no hard feelings from LongNight and the slight argument they’d had there. Deimos and Amalia had made it out – and that’s all that mattered at the end of the day to the Harpy. Still, Auni bleats a small sound of greeting, pressing in to the Valkyrie before more enter. More of them she’s not seen aside from perhaps in passing, walking from place to place.
A nod and a wave is given to Jigano as Auni moves to greet Isuma, Kiada’s gaze flits to Evie next and Sam with similar small waves of greeting granted. But then, she settles as the gift is given, a soft smile crossing her face as she settles and tries to bottle her excitement – though it would spill over to Amalia and Deimos the most. And when the tasks are laid out, she darts toward Amalia, an apologetic look to Evie, a woman she likes well enough, but doesn’t know (who she’s also kissed but..) anyway, she aims to grab Amalia’s arm by the elbow and breeze her toward the back where she can start prepping the area with bowls and ingredients, familiar with the layout of the bakery and where everything was during the time Amalia hadn’t been able to walk.
“What kind of cake do you want, Ama?” She asks softly, gaze bright and grin equally as wide as she waits before diving in.
A nod and a wave is given to Jigano as Auni moves to greet Isuma, Kiada’s gaze flits to Evie next and Sam with similar small waves of greeting granted. But then, she settles as the gift is given, a soft smile crossing her face as she settles and tries to bottle her excitement – though it would spill over to Amalia and Deimos the most. And when the tasks are laid out, she darts toward Amalia, an apologetic look to Evie, a woman she likes well enough, but doesn’t know (who she’s also kissed but..) anyway, she aims to grab Amalia’s arm by the elbow and breeze her toward the back where she can start prepping the area with bowls and ingredients, familiar with the layout of the bakery and where everything was during the time Amalia hadn’t been able to walk.
“What kind of cake do you want, Ama?” She asks softly, gaze bright and grin equally as wide as she waits before diving in.
she's fire and ice. you'll fear the cold and crave the burn
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
